Debauchery:Masters Of The Killing Art Lyrics

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"We are the surgeons of demise. Monarchs to the kingdom of the dead. We willShow you the meaning of pain. Abacinate you then open you up with knives.Take what we want. Make your flesh our own."(One of the Savage Morticians in Graham McNeill's Dead Sky, Black Sun in The Ultramarines, Omnibus p. 664)

We are the kings of killingThe masters of bloodspillingTime to rape and murderThat's our sense of humourDemon hordesDreadnoughtsDiabolic evilSoldiers of the Devil